This is a song about "Red flowers"

And miguel broke into song i slung bombs before lotus flowers

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

But when i think of you, my mind pictures meadows and flowers!

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Out of roads grow the brightest flowers of the mix,

Bury them in flowers

We ahead of the curve

Better yet they work my every nerve

And cooperate you pretty little flowers

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Trees, flowers , sky and light

Covered the room in splattered red,

You already know you're dead

Shes beautiful like all the flowers in spring,

Ricky is sitting, baba was sitting